So i read a book
Can you guess the name?
V for Vendetta
This title's to blame
For this anarchic writing
In my head, not the wall
I'd just like to know,
How far, as humans we can fall
Not much from reality
I was stolen by fate
Writing of mortality
Making my head ache
Taking drugs as aspirins
Figuring out what living means
Stolen by Fate and triggered by time
It's ****** up like a pink truck and slithering into my sick mind
A painted red soul ran afoul of God forbid individuality
Only to have your mind crushed by reality
No im not going in
I refuse to think of timing and pain
Left home as a better writer to leave the game
Putting guns to my head
Thinking im mislead
Being a fool and too selfish
To realise im sane
Remember remember
The fifth of November
The day the voices began to plot
I see know reason why high
Mental treason should ever be forgot
So now walk with me
Ill make you all see
That circles are redder than triangles
As the sea of memories tangles